At this moment Wan Ning was really frightened, she felt the sensation of her flesh being cut.

Xiao Jiachen frowned and strode over.

He lifted Wan Ning's trouser legs and moved them up slowly. When he could see her legs clearly, Xiao Jiachen felt a lot more relaxed.

It turned out that Wan Ning had only cut a shallow layer and only a little blood was shed.

Wan Ning also looked nervously in the direction Xiao Jiachen's movements. When she saw the long line on her leg clearly, she was surprised.

"Ah, it turns out the cut wasn't deep. You don't know, I was scared to death just now."

Wan Ning frowned and told Xiao Jiachen about his inner fear, and Xiao Jiachen looked up and nodded after listening to Wan Ning's words.

"Fortunately it's not deep. If it had been cut, it would have been very painful."

Xiao Jiachen stood up directly and said, "Let me help you sit over there for a while so I can clean the blood off."

"okay."

Although his injuries were minor, Wan Ning was still supported by the other party and walked to the shade of the tree. Because there happened to be a tree growing on the road next to him.

Wan Ning sat directly on the dry soil, and Xiao Jiachen picked up the kettle and handed it to Wan Ning.

"Just rinse the blood off with water first. I'll go find something."

Wan Ning took the kettle, unscrewed the lid and poured water carefully. When she stopped, she saw Xiao Jiachen coming over with a handful of green grass.

He came to Wan Ning and squatted down, "This is a folk remedy in our hometown. You can use this to rub small wounds."

As he spoke, Xiao Jiachen broke off a piece of the grass branch in his hand, and a milky white liquid immediately flowed out.

Then the broken part was smeared all over with this white stuff. Wan Ning had seen it on the Internet before, and everyone said that it could be used to smear wounds, but she had never used it. This was the first time.

"It's amazing, can it really be used?"

Wan Ning was surprised, she looked up at Xiao Jiachen.

Xiao Jiachen put down the unused grass in his hand and patted the dirt off his hands.

"You'll see if it's still bleeding."

Wan Ning nodded: "Well, I have to observe."

She wanted to verify whether this grass really had miraculous effects.

Seeing her serious expression, Xiao Jiachen smiled and said, "In fact, the fastest way to stop the bleeding is to cover it with soil."

"Ah, soil?"

Xiao Jiachen nodded: "Yes, when I was a kid, if I got a cut somewhere, I would just grab a handful of dirt and press it on top, and it would heal in a moment.

There was also the ash from the bottom of the pot after the fire at home. I used to smear it on my body when I was a child.”

After hearing what Xiao Jiachen said, Wan Ning felt so magical.

Seeing that Wan Ning's emotions had stabilized, Xiao Jiachen stood up and said, "Just rest here, I'll do the rest."

After saying that, he turned around and went to cut beans. It was such a large field, and Wan Ning couldn't bear to let him work alone. However, he didn't dare to move his legs for fear that the cuts would bleed.

So she planned to rest for a while and then go to help.

"No, I'll be there in a minute."

Wan Ning shouted towards Xiao Jiachen's back, but the other party did not turn back and kept bending down, using his sickle, and throwing beans.

Under the sunlight, the shadow behind Xiao Jiachen kept shaking. Since there was nothing to do, Wan Ning just kept watching him work.

The more I looked at Xiao Jiachen, the more I felt that he was broad-skinned.

He has broad shoulders, a thick back, a narrow waist, long legs and great speed.

Wan Ning knew that this farmer was full of energy. He could carry a snakeskin bag of corn kernels without changing his expression. While others only made one trip, he had already made two trips.

As he watched, Wan Ning began to smile softly.

What is she doing, admiring this man?

However, Xiao Jiachen is really good.

Wan Ning did not cut himself and cause a major disaster, but the heroine Ling Yao did put on a thrilling scene.

These educated youth were also assigned to a group to harvest beans, and Yu Qianqian was next to Ling Yao.

Ling Yao was still cautiously trying to figure out how to work when she heard Yu Qianqian screaming nearby. She turned around and saw a large area of ​​blood on Yu Qianqian's trouser legs and feet.

Realizing that something was wrong, Ling Yao immediately shouted, "Hurry up, someone's injured here."

Hearing Ling Yao's cry, everyone put down their sickles and came over.

Yu Qianqian was so scared that she could only cry and dare not say a word. She felt that her legs were about to break because there was a constant flow of blood. Excessive blood loss could be fatal.

After seeing her legs clearly, one of the educated youths immediately shouted, "Stop the bleeding, stop the bleeding first."

"Yes, it can't keep flowing."

In an instant, several people gathered around her and immediately helped her to seal the wound.

Ling Yao was just worrying about what to bandage, when she saw the towel on Yu Qianqian's neck. She stood up and tugged, making the towel thicker and wrapping it around her legs. Another educated youth brought a piece of string used to tie a nylon bag, so that the towel would not fall off after being tied.

Liu Sanmin, the leader of Group 5 who was in charge of this area, also came over after hearing the noise. Seeing the bloody ground, he immediately said, "Hurry up, carry him to the infirmary first."

Liu Sanmin then instructed his son Liu Weijun who followed him, "Xiaojun, go to the field and call your uncle, and ask him to bandage this educated youth. If he can't be cured, ride your bike to the town hospital."

Liu Weijun nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, Dad."

Upon hearing the arrangement made by Team Leader Five, Zhang Jianguo, the oldest among the educated youth, immediately squatted down and said, "Quick, let Comrade Yu lean on my back."

Ling Yao and other female educated youth helped the crying Yu Qianqian onto Zhang Jianguo's back. Then Zhang Jianguo stood up and said, "I'll go see them off first. You guys continue to work."

After saying this, he walked away with his back to the person.

Ling Yao watched for a while. Zhang Jianguo walked in a hurry and turned his head from time to time to say something. She guessed that he must be comforting Yu Qianqian.

Without the tense atmosphere and scene, everyone dispersed and returned to their respective fields to work.

Ling Yao looked at the bright red patch of land not far away and frowned.

At this time, Ye Chuyan came over, holding a kettle in his hand, and pointed at Ling Yao's hand: "Do you want to clean it? It's not easy to work with this on it."

When Ling Yao heard his words, she looked down at her hands. There was a lot of blood on her hands, which was caused when she helped Yu Qianqian tie a towel.

Her hands were still a little sticky and wet, and Ling Yao nodded.

But Ye Chuyan reminded her again: "You can rub the dirt on the ground first, which can also bring down a lot of blood."

Ling Yao felt that what he said made sense, so she squatted down immediately and rubbed her hands back and forth in the soil. After a while, the blood on her hands was indeed much less.

"You are right. Thank you very much."

"No thanks, this is also a matter of experience."

Ling Yao suddenly looked up: "Have you been hurt too?"

Ye Chuyan nodded and stretched out his hand.

Ling Yao saw that there seemed to be a white mark between his thumb and wrist.

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